By the time you read this, if all goes according to plan, we'll be on our way to Provo with our little buddy asleep in the back seat of the Prius. I sort of can't believe that the day has already come for us to be on our way back to Denver, but here we are. Also, check out the sweet baby in these photos. Dann captured those smiles the other day while he and Abe waited for me to get ready to go see the doctor. Isn't he too much? I think he's the coolest. Anyway, it's been a while, so here are some of my favorite things from The Internet over the last six weeks since I had a baby - just for you. Enjoy!

I want to hang this photo on one of my walls.

Did you know Big Bird is played by an EIGHTY-ONE-YEAR-OLD MAN??

"There's an inherent tension as you nudge a child towards independence, with the expectation that he learn to fend for himself in the kitchen and elsewhere, especially when food is an essential way many parents express love." Well this got me in my feelings.

This is a place where I'd like to spend a weekend. Or a summer. Or a life.

Your tax dollars at work, folks.

Dann sent me this and I think it's super cool.

Road Trip Of My Dreams

As I type this, baby Abe is asleep in the Boba Wrap and I've got a batch of brownies made from a box mix in the oven and clean towels going in the dryer. This may be the most accomplished I have felt since giving birth and bringing this little wiggle worm home almost five weeks ago. He weighs more than ten pounds now and he's into his second month of life and we're starting to figure each other out a little bit, I think. He's a little champ, and I am so honored to be his mama.   

When I was in high school, I had a very vivid dream about taking a summer road trip across the country. I don't know who I was with or where we were going, but I remember feeling hopeful and excited both during the dream and when I woke from it. It's a dream I've envisioned repeatedly in the years since, wondering if that road trip - along with that sense of hope and excitement - would ever happen in real life.

Well, as crazy as it probably sounds (and feels, at the moment), Dann and Abe and I are packing up and moving back to Denver. Next week. Our lease is up at the place we've been living since we got to Seattle a year ago and, now that we have a child, the prospect of moving back to where most of our family and friends live just seemed more appealing than finding a bigger place here and potentially moving more than once in the next few years. I mean, who enjoys moving?

When we made the decision to come out to Seattle, neither one of us anticipated we'd be ready to move back to Denver just a year later. We also didn't know how much I would long to be near some of my best people while I was pregnant, and how badly we would want to be near our families once we brought the little guy home. So we gave living in a new place a shot and we had a blast and learned a whole bunch of new things and got some sweet time with some dear family and made what are sure to be some lifelong friends. Seattle has certainly been good to us, and leaving won't be easy.

But we're also really really excited.

I'll be honest, I'm a little nervous about making the drive and about disrupting the routine we've started to establish with the baby. He's doing such a good job eating and sleeping and pooping and peeing and I couldn't be prouder. But when all is said and done, I think our drive as a family of three back to the place I really think of as home might just be the road trip of my dreams.

Monday Music: Motown Musings

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I sort of can’t believe it, but baby Abe is already three weeks old. Three weeks! We’re starting off our second week of being at home alone together, and I have to say I think I love it. It’s certainly the hardest thing I’ve ever done (which is crazy, because I taught middle school for a number of years), but I’m having so much fun being Abe’s mom. He's a good guy.

When we got up on the first morning after bringing him home from the hospital, I settled in to feed him and Dann turned on The Temptations radio on Pandora. We were tired and delirious and so so happy and, as we listened, Dann pointed out that all of the songs we were hearing seemed to be about becoming a parent. Each time a new song started, we laughed maniacally at how amazing it was that we had cracked the code of this entire genre of music - that all the songs were obviously written about new babies and being new parents, which must have been what made them hits. These songs will always be special for our new little family of three:

I’m Gonna Make You Love Me

I’ll Be There

Ooh Child

You’re My Everything

The Way You Do The Things You Do

Signed Sealed Delivered

I suppose it's possible we were sleep deprived and just hearing what we wanted to hear (I mean, maybe they're all just quality love songs?), but it was one of the sweetest memories I will have of Abe's first week of life and I'm going to cherish it forever.


Hey hey! Happy Good Friday! I had a doctor's appointment this morning (no news, still pregnant), then Dann took me to the Chipotle where all the Amazon employees eat for our weekly lunch date. Maybe the last one? Time will tell. We're tentatively planning on heading to the tulip festival tomorrow, assuming I'm not in labor. In the meantime, Skagit Valley tulips are available at our local grocer, 10 stems for $4! I wish I could send a bunch to each one of you. This photo will have to suffice - sorry. Anyway, here are some of my favorite things from The Internet lately - just for you. Enjoy! 

This is insane, yet somehow not surprising.

"Kay, well, I don't think is this actually legal. To self-doula..." I've watched this episode twice since it aired on Sunday and it is hilarious. (Spoiler alert: Girls season 4 finale) 

When Dann first showed me this, we thought it was an April Fool's prank. Nope.

I took a class with this guy in college and he told the best stories. Like the one about the time he had dinner with Truman Capote and Harper Lee.

This is awesome.

I'm for sure trying this recipe once I'm no longer pregnant. Oh my YUM.